One life experience Iíll never forget happened on July 7, 2004. It was an experience Iíll never forget. Letís just say it was a life and death experience, and I learned a lot from it. I was about 14, and my family and I had been staying at my Grandma and Grandpas house, in Ohio, for about a week. Their house is located between some woods, and thereís a huge state park not far from there. I really liked their house because on the outside it looks really long and little, but when you go inside itís actually really huge! One thing Iíve always remembered is their backyard. Sometimes if I looked out their porch or big den window, I could see deer, big gophers, and groundhogs sometimes even mice. One time I remember me and Grandpa set a trap out with some peanut butter on it, and caught some skunks, raccoons, and even a wild cat! So it was always a adventure when I was over there. After about a week, I asked Dad if we could go hiking in the back, where the creek was. He told me that we would, and the next day when we got back from some garage sales with Grandma and Grandpa, Dad told me weíd go a different way to the creek. We ended up walking to a river, all the way at the other side of where we hiked at. I asked Dad why we wouldnít just go the way we always did behind Grandma and Grandpas house. He told me that he wanted to go fishing there, and this was his favorite fishing spot! For some reason I felt really uneasy when he told me he knew a shortcut to get to the river. Well, when I saw his shortcut, I was really scared. We were way up high over the river. I looked below and saw really sharp rocks and everything was really small. Dad started climbing down and I saw him sliding as he was grabbing small roots to keep from falling. I was really scared. He told me to follow him, and that everything would be all right. For some reason, I felt really hesitant and scared, like I shouldnít go. There were some elephant leaves growing beside where I was standing. I took a leaf and let it go. I saw it floating way down. I
started panicking and told Dad that I felt like I shouldnít go down. I should try to find another shortcut. He told me it would be fine. Well, I started edging down, and doing what Dad instructed me to do. I started slowly walking down while me knees were shaking. I was doing fine until I looked down and saw the creek and how high it was. I started panicking and while I was walking I started slipping. My legs buckled and I started sliding down really fast. And then I started screaming. I couldnít stop it! I grabbed onto a root as fast as I could and held on for life. Dad saw me and started climbing up to help me. He told me to hang on while he tried to find something for me to hang onto. While he was finding something, I was crying. I didnít know what was going to happen to me. I looked down and saw all the sharp rocks and big creek below. It was so scary. Itís like something youíd see in a adventure movie, except scarier. I was the main character! Dad finally found a branch and he told me to grab on while he tried to hold his balance. I grabbed on and all of a sudden I heard a crack. The stick had broken! I started falling and I landed flat on my back and started sliding down. I started screaming again and I grabbed onto something . It was Dads arm. He had somehow slid down and gotten me before I hit the bottom. After he held me for a few seconds, we both inched slowly down the hill. I shakily sat on a rock and my feet in the creek. I took my shoes and socks off and saw lots and lots of blood. I had blood all over. I had gashes on my back, head, and everywhere. I felt my forehead and I was bleeding all over. My heart was beating really fast. I just started sobbing and when I looked at the rocks I would have fallen unto, I started shaking and crying. After that, Dad tried to get me home as soon as he could. I could hardly walk. Iím glad I wasnít killed. I had scrapes that hurt for about a week, and lots of scars. Plus a life experience Iíll never forget. The reason this was such a big life experience for me was
I learned a lesson that you shouldnít put your trust in others because sometimes people can let you down, and not always be able to help you. Just like Dad wasnít able to help me. I really looked up to him, but at that second he wasnít able to help me. Another lesson I learned in this is, to trust your instincts. If I would have trusted my instinct, I would not have had to go through all of that. So Iíve learned to always trust your instincts. God and my angels were watching over me that day.